Words-n-Feelings

[remanence-of-love]

[blabbershere]

Reminder: There comes a time when you stop watering dead gardens.

[words-feels-n-i]

A gentleman accepts the responsibility of his actions and bears the burden of their consequences.

— William Faulkner

[words-feels-n-i]

[blabbershere]

The Mask Must Stay

They keep telling me

this is not my place

that someday,

I will have to leave.

So maybe it’s fair

to stop calling it mine.

It never belonged to me.

I need to let go

of these quiet, aching attachments

that feel so

unnecessary.

Because my comfort zone

stands on their shoulders,

and if I ever want to tear it down

I have to let them go.

I probably need

to stop calling them family.

Just strangers now,

strangers I owe only

respectful words,

nothing more.

As a kid,

I thought the mask

was something I had to hold.

Because that is what,

I was taught and told.

But now,

I wonder

if the mask

was the real thing all along.

Somethings just never grow old,

A smile stiched in silence,

Seeing all the violence.

A childhood of pretending,

I guess that wasn't the ending.

I took detour into feeling,

Without the mask,

I was healing.

But now it must be worn again.

It must not come off—

not anymore.

Sometimes, it’s just

better

to stay that way.

I don’t need to be understood.

I thought, I did

But not anymore.

Maybe it’s better

if they let me be.

Because the mask—

it’s all they'll ever

see.

They must never get the chance

to see through

this soul.

Not even once.

Not because

they don’t deserve to,

but because

they wouldn’t

like my nerve.

The mask.

The face.

The smile,

the grace.

You must embrace—

what keeps you safe.

— Ruth Winters / The Mask Must Stays

[words-feels-n-i]

Ask a man to take responsibility, he would rather throw punches than own up his faults.

— @words-feels-n-i

[blabbershere]

They close their windows to the world's beauty and agonizing battles, turning inward to stir storms of regret and imagined wounds.

Ruth Winters // Windows

[blabbershere]

The what ifs dream in quiet sighs,

The what nots hide in veiled goodbyes.

Together they weave the life we try,

Half in wonder, half in why.

— Ruth Winters // What & Wonder

[blabbershere]

It was as if, the moment you became mine, you turned into a burning match that reduced me to ashes. All I wanted was to gaze at you affectionately as you set my heart on fire.

— Ruth Winters

[blabbershere]

Though I live with little and need but a few, does not mean I deserve only the barest view. For even the smallest flame seeks more than just the night.

— Ruth Winters / Modesty

[blabbershere]

I know I'd give it my all, that's why I don't want to fall.

— Ruth Winters // Falling

[thetypewriterdaily]

be the reason someone feels loved today ♥️

[lonergirlmonologue]

"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."

[belmasworld]

i actually think of you all the time

[blabbershere]

I'm a hopelessly romantic old soul disguised as a loner for this modern age love.

— Ruth Winters / Modern Age Love

[blabbershere]

The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.

- Henry David Thoreau

[blabbershere]

I was ashamed of myself when I realised life was a costume party, and I attended with my real face.

— Franz Kafka

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